that certain je ne c’est quoi…

Walking home with Liam today after school, around 5:30.  Liam was chatting madly about a new dessert he’s going to invent, “Butterscotch Caramel Kingdom,” which – as near as I can tell – involves dipping butterscotch candy in caramel sauce and mixing each piece into ice cream.


Walking towards us along Irving Place came a Hasidic man with prayer curls and a long beard, wearing the full ensemble: beaver hat, white stockings, round-toed slippers, long black coat.  He asked us which way to First Avenue, then continued on his way.

“Wow,” said Liam, dessert thoughts temporarily banished. “He must be French.”

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